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The war between gods has reached the most critical moment, and the ground has already flown towards the black hole. Although Douglas is very concerned about the black aura, he has already been too busy to take care of himself.

Perhaps, the gods competing for life and death in the sky also have the same mentality as Douglas, but they have been deeply involved in the battle between gods and have no time to care about the dark clouds shrouded in an ominous atmosphere.

The black mist seemed to have some kind of wisdom, and while it submerged everything along the way, it drifted closer to the place where the gods were fighting.

In a short time, dozens of Rein cavalry had arrived at the edge of the Temple Square.

These are the heavily armored war cavalry of the Golden Lions. Douglas clearly remembers their attire, as well as their sharp sabers and the war horses covered in conjoined horse armor, which all show that they are the most elite warriors of the Rein tribe.

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But Douglas still felt that these heavy cavalry seemed different from those he had seen before, but he couldn't tell what was different.

It wasn't until the heavily armored cavalry of the Golden Lions got closer that Douglas saw them clearly. His heart suddenly tightened and he subconsciously stretched out his left hand to touch the Ziying sword.

Although these last elite cavalry of the Rein tribe still maintain their original appearance, even the style of their armor and their neat formation have not changed in any way, they are no longer the original Golden Lion Regiment.

Because they are all dead!

The gray-white eyes were all hollow, dead, without any life, and the exposed skin showed a kind of witheredness unique to the dead. Even the war horse under his crotch stood neatly still, and even the sound of breathing and snoring could not be heard.

No.

These elite Rein tribe cavalry gathered together, and the smell of death filled the air, making Douglas involuntarily think of the undead army in the deadwood jungle on the gray plain plane.

It's not that Douglas has never seen death, but in the main material plane, these dead people who have lost their vitality have appeared in the place where the gods are fighting, and they still maintain the same strict formation as before they were alive. It is really weird.

To the extreme.

Just when Douglas was surprised, a stiff figure emerged from the crowd. He made a strange voice in an accent without any fluctuation and without any emotion:

"Adhering to the will of the great King of the Dead, everything will eventually return to death..."

Each word seemed to be cut out of the chest, without any rhythm, but word by word, making the voice appear more mechanical and stiff.

That's Leonard.

The former prince of the Rein tribe and the ruler of the Imperial Capital.

Leonard is still the same as before, but his eyes are still gray, like a dead fish floating on the sea that has been exposed to the scorching sun for half a month. His eyes are wide open, but not to see.

What. Continue to shout in the same weird tone:

"Death is the rule of the universe and the destination of life. The great King of the Dead leads everything..."

Leonard was dead, Douglas was sure of it, and what was being spoken was nothing more than a dead body.

The dead body that can move and talk is indeed very strange, which makes the already exhausted Kent warriors feel strong uneasiness.

Douglas picked up a stone with his left hand, squatted down slightly, stepped forward, raised his arm, and suddenly threw the stone over.

The stone drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, crossed the bottomless crack that appeared on the ground, and hit Leonard's face with perfect accuracy.

"Bang"

It was as if it had hit a piece of hard leather that had not been tempered. Douglas's amazing wrist strength was carried on the stone, and Leonard's head was knocked off directly.

The strange thing is that no blood flowed out. Leonard's body was driven back by the inertia of the stone, still standing stiffly. The man with the pointed helmet rolled a long distance on the ground, still making a sound.

That sound without any rhythm:

"The great King of the Undead will rule this world, and death will be unstoppable!"

Still too lazy to look at Leonard who was still chattering, or too lazy to pay attention to the head that was still talking, Douglas cast his gaze into the distance.

Thousands of skeletons and zombies are filling up all the streets of Imperial Capital like a rolling torrent. Translucent ghosts are floating in the air, as if groups of huge gray fireflies are gathering here.

This is an uncountable army of undead!

The black cloud was already very thick, cutting off both sound and light. Even if Douglas used the real vision of his investigative eye, his eyesight could not penetrate that black cloud-like aura.

The King of the Dead has arrived?

Looking at the surging undead army, this is the only explanation!

Douglas had seen the power of death when he was in the Gray Plains plane.

That aura of nothingness is the essence of death. Although he has never faced off against the Lord of the Dead, Douglas has already deeply understood the power of that Lord of Death.

That is the nothingness that makes any strong person feel despair, absolute nothingness, or it is death itself.

In the blink of an eye, the overwhelming army of undead had already surged over, and the air mass as black as a dark cloud still maintained its original unhurried speed, approaching here.

Just when Douglas was thinking about how to face it, he suddenly felt the huge attraction diagonally above moving, and it was moving very fast!

He raised his head in surprise and found that the gods arrayed around the black hole had still changed their positions. The old enemies of Lord Gnusu and War God Tier were still floating side by side, and the Body of Dawn and the Lord of Glory were also standing together.

, even the Elf Father God Corellon and the human God of War Campas no longer compete for divine power, but stand on the same angle.

Just when Douglas was puzzled, a silent loud noise suddenly came from deep in his heart:

"My followers, my Lamb!"

"Put down all hatred and stop all fighting!"

"I want you to unite, all lives unite!"

"The ultimate enemy of all life has broken the seal and is threatening the universe!"

"Since ancient times, we have been at war with death. Now, the battle between life and death has begun again!"

"The name of the God of War is invincible. Campas is a warrior. Use your strength and glory to fight the enemy of life!"

"Life is extremely noble and life lasts endlessly. All elves and half-elves within the Pan-Continent should obey the call of the creator and break the shroud of death. Any elf will receive the blessing of the creator in the battle with death.

Even the dark elves who have betrayed me, as long as you are still willing to fight for your lives, your crimes will be pardoned..."